All the bloody moths are coming in already, look.
I need my inhaler.
Not much going on now is there? Bit fiddle farty bit scrappy.
Ha! Shoved him there. Amazing how much the fall over isn’t it when they’re supposed to be so fit.
Look one minute four minutes it was two minutes just now dunno where he’s lost a minute.
Ha! Came off him.
Blokes are always fiddling with their bollocks and willy aren’t they what’s the matter with them
Must have this desire to shift their plums about. Cut the buggers off is what I say.
Imagine if I kept putting my hands down my pants to move my flaps about.
Ooh that was close that one nearly went right in the corner.
He just fell over yeah tough shit you muppet get up or don’t I don’t care
Ooh mmm coming up for another go
It’s 20 to ten at night there
Go on ohhhhh scraping it
Twanged a little nerve in there didn’t he
Cor that’s annoying for him hey
There’s nothing worse though than your bloody ankle you can’t move if you twang it it’s agony
Wonder how that medieval fayre went that we saw. I saw lots of stalls but not many people. Can imagine all the dads saying I’ll take them in the morning if we get back for the bloody football.
He’s gotta remember to pretend to limp on the correct foot now
[does referee half time style whistles]
Mmmmhmmm I’m going to blitz my grub then
